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[mind_blown]

...

Guess it's one of those habits I've got that I don't remember why.

Sorry.

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[His face softens, and he shoves his hands in his pockets as he stares down at the sidewalks below.]

...It's fine.

It cleared up anyway, right?

[mind_blown]

[he doesn't believe that, now, coming from Griffin. and he's quiet, leaning over the edge of the roof, considering his next move. thinking of how to respond.]

... You don't have to put up with this.

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[He glances at Jason out of the corner of his eye]

What kinda hypocrite would I be for giving up on someone for their bad instincts?...

[mind_blown]

[he glances at him]

I'm serious. Make things up with Talon, whatever. He needs to know adults give a shit about him.

But you've never needed to put up with my bullshit.

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...You dense motherfucker.

I'm making nice is 'cause I wanna keep putting up with your bullshit.

[mind_blown]

... What?

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[Huffs! But also, rubs his nose and glances away, sheepish]

You heard me.

[mind_blown]

[he shouldn't be surprised, but he is.

maybe a little frustrated.

and maybe a little glad.]

Right, I heard ya.

[there's a long pause.]

... Okay.

[he points at a distant building.]

What's the coolest way you can get over there?

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[Why do you keep changing the subject-- his gaze follows to where Jason's pointing, but he's hesitant.]

The coolest...

I dunno. I shouldn't.

[mind_blown]

You should.

I wanna see it.

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[Griffin chews on his inner cheek, conflicted. But, after a while, he eventually relents with a heavy sigh.]

Fine. But only 'cause you're all invalid with a busted leg.

[mind_blown]

Leg's fine.

[he says easily, pulling out his grappling hook.]

I just wanna see.

1/3?

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Sure. That's why you're favouring one side, right?

[Griffin summons a Feint and hands him a spear as he steps up to plate.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[The Feint lines up the spear like a javelin and, with all its strength, throws it-- right as Griffin kicks off and leaps, his boot hitting the polearm with perfect timing to stick him weightlessly to it. They sail through the air like an impossible surfer on a ridiculous board, until gravity inevitably dragged the spear down in an arch.

But not for long. A rail of swords began to materialize under him, carrying him through the air like a rollercoaster. As he reached higher and began to slow, Griffin shot a new Feint into the air, several feet above him. Throws him a line - in the form of a kusarigama - and the Feint catches the chain and spins his whole body to hurl Griffin up, higher, towards the next tower in his way.

One more spear, this time of a bamboo make. Instead of running up the side of the building like some might expect, he stabs the spear into its wall and lets the extreme flexibility of the weapon fling him upwards with a SPROING-- a cannonball, spinning, unfurling to dance and dart between a zigzag of footholds made of knives. Then finally, flipping to land on the roof's railing with arms spread wide.

His markings are shining so bright, he's practically a star.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[...It was hard not to feel a little satisfied with himself after all that.

Griffin smiles to himself, like he'd just indulged a guilty pleasure, and squats on the railing to wait for Jason to get there.]

[mind_blown]

[he watches him land, and then he aims his grappling hook at one of the fake cranes and jumps, moving in a smooth arc. his bodyweight seems to pull a weakness in that, letting it turn just slightly, giving him extra distance, so he can land on a roof about halfway between with a smooth flip.

and then, he takes a running leap, latching onto an emergency staircase on the next building and climbing up that., before moving with ease, from building to building after that. jumping, and then finally, jumping up high enough for his hand to catch the railing of the building and then swing his bodyweight via momentum up.]

So, that's what you'd do in our races if I let you show off, huh?

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[He watches with a faint smile, still distinctly impressed.]

Nah. That was just 'cause you asked.

[mind_blown]

Thanks for the show, then.

[he's going crouch down, and then eventually just sit, eyes closed, and his head tilts back, as he leans back, resting his hands behind him on the concrete.]

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[Griffin steps off the railing, but doesn't join him before asking permission.]

...You mind the company?

[mind_blown]

... Nah.

[he answers belatedly, and finally opens his eyes, to look at Griffin.

he's going a little pale again.]

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[The return of that paleness makes Griffin blink, his breath catch.

He sits, with space between them, and tries to play down his alarm.]

It's still bad, right? The pain?...

[mind_blown]

It flares up sometimes, but nothing's actually wrong.

[he sounds... frustrated.]

Best I can do is wait for it to pass.

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Mmn. That sucks.

[Not being able to do something about it, and just having to wait it out... sucksss.]

[mind_blown]

You're telling me.

I don't want to go back to Bad End, because everyone's apologizing over that bullshit game.

[they got the worst one? he's fine.]

Can't exactly stay on the ground, either.